It all started back before I was even born when my mom decided to have me before marriage so when she’s pregnant they got married. Then when I was 2-3, my mom and dad fought and got divorced and we moved to a different city called Atlanta.

When we arrived at Atlanta, I was put in school paid by my father and we moved to a house also paid by my dad. At the age of 4-5, my mom remarried and had two kids. My brothers then well the marriage didn’t last so they separated for like a year. After the year, they decided to divorce. Now when they did, they had to decide who’s taking them, so my step dad did a lot of stuff to assure that he won like his lawyer.

Her husband was the judge and he got my real dad to testify against us in court so my mom lost and we saw them 3-4 times a week. But then my mom decided to push for a court date during the span of 3 years, She pushed 3 times each time. I saw my brothers less and less. After the third time, it got to the point where I saw them once a month. Now my mom hasn’t worked a day in her life and all the money came from her husbands and, ex-husbands, meaning that when she had to pay child support which she didn’t.

She used missing her family as an excuse to completely change my life and move to Israel even though my brothers dad wanted to adopt me and she said no. I was only 14 at the time still in school in the middle of the year I find myself with tears packing my stuff to go no idea, where and as we landed and moved with grandma for a time span of 8 months, I started to feel depressed during the first month or so.

She met a different guy who I didn’t like and seemed crazy to me but she didn’t think so but they decided to marry secretly and next thing I know I was at his place for a month and during that month I met bad friends and I was drinking and just not taking care of myself like I used to. What ended the marriage was a crazy argument by that asshole who thought I stole his keys but I didn’t but he asked to put me on a lie detector and my mother not caring said yes.

Well a, week later I found myself back at grandmas and yet another not so fun experience. Well couple months after that, she met someone else, oh, and during that span of time I asked to be put in a school mixed boys, and girls, with good education and, my mom refused so she put me in a really low level shit school filled with bad kids.

Well my grandma found out and like couple weeks, after I found myself at home for the whole 8 months. Well I’ll continue so my mom met the 4th guy, I know right sheesh, but he was super-duper religious and I was not, but what can I do. I was only 15 at the time and, well he lived in a really religious place and well little old poor me was dragged to that hell hole where I had to live there for 3 years. Now those 3 years, was when my depression really got rock bottom.

See, he had 3 kids around, 20 years old and, my mom didn’t get, along with them and, she even made him not have contact, with his kids. Well guess who was put in the middle for their personal punching bag every argument me and more me and I hated it but nothing I could do as I was only 15 and if that wasn’t enough, the 4th guy for the, 1st year kept on saying how crazy my mom is, and, he, wants to leave her etc. But he stays for me because he can imagine how much I’m suffering. Well I told him don’t bother, divorce if you have to.  Well he didn’t listen to me and I was put in yeshivah like a really religious school where you only learn about God till you want to blow your brains out. The hours we’re literally from 7am to fucking 10pm. Well I got kicked out of 8 of them for all different reasons well after all that there, was also a problem with his, ex and my more m big fight lasted months, but the thing she actually committed suicide and left, a note now he under no circumstances let her see the note because I believe my mom drove her to it she’s that manipulative, and crazy. How did I survive, sheesh back to topic well after I was kicked out of so many my mom forcibly made me go to a boarding school religious, same type blah blah but all I wanted was a normal.

School that is, way too much to ask for a fucking normal school for my future but anyway I was there for half a year and got kicked out once again for a reason because some kid for a while was pissing me off. He did something and I snapped, well was back home.

Oh I meant hell oops. Well yelling didn’t stop everyday sometimes the second I wake up, all I hear are yelling towards me. Towards him she always played the victim always!

Well I was experiencing severe depression. I didn’t know it back then, but from my view, I was eating one piece of bread for the whole day. I would get used to my stomach cramping. I would cry myself to sleep or not even being able to fall asleep. I wouldn’t care for myself or anything. I wouldn’t smile. One thing I absolutely hated was, when she kept saying, why don’t you smile… That pissed me off so much.

Well after I got kicked out, I was enrolled to yet another same bullshit religion school and at that point I was 18. Like fuck everyone, and I wanted to pursue my real dad haven’t had contact with him for over 10 years and if I tried talking about him to my mom, she would go batshit crazy so that topic was a living nightmare. So I found his email online and we got in touch we talked but he also doesn’t care. He would reply only once a week, even two, but finally he agreed to get me a ticket and well I left and my mom for the first couple of weeks before I left was a living nightmare. All she wished I would do is bad mouth him and everyone else.

First thing in the morning, I’m trying to make cereal and I all would hear is her yelling. She tried sometimes hitting me, but when I was younger she did, but when I grew I’ll bash her head in the wall. I didn’t care so she backed off.

I flew, and when I landed to see my dad, he was also married to some Chinese bitch who hated me and my Mon and doesn’t want that part in his life so he said to me being the weak little fool that if I step in his house he’ll have to divorce her.

I said doing divorce her then he didn’t respond and said he’s taking me to my brothers dad which I haven’t seen my brothers in 4-5 years and I stayed with them for like 2 months and then she came to ruin more of my life literally just appeared like some virus and wellbeing. Her obnoxious self she kept complaining why there not doing this and this this for me and well I got kicked out nowhere to go I called my dad and he got me a place. He paid my first month, then just left me with no job and no education. I’m still in severe depression. I even tried to suicide when I was 17 by overdosing on pills.

I hid knives in my room just for safety because the fights we’re so loud and intense. I became super thin barely eating. 20 pounds under weight and well I called my dad that I want to go back to Israel because I had no one there and I was in a relationship and it was already almost a year with her and I missed her greatly. The only one who really made me smile during all that shit. I love you dearly and I’m still with and always will be 2+ years so far but anyways he said ok, but you pay half and I was like alright.

I gave him the credit card number and info stuff and I left. When I left In Israel I have to do army when your 18-19, so I didn’t know the date and well from the fucking airport they arrested me and put me in jail for 20 days now I was already depressed but that omg I was at the lowest point of my life honestly.

I didn’t know my gf number by heart and she my mom refused to help me and was like rubbing in my face how she was right about my dad and if I listened I wouldn’t be there etc. Instead of fucking helping me well after I got out I really started to despise that women. I can’t hate, but I strongly dislike like.

I ignored her, didn’t give any shits her way and just was with my gf 24/7. For one year when I was 19 I got a call from my brothers dad who was moving to Florida and offered me to come live with them. I took it, unable to even be near my mom anymore. It was just that bad she was always trying to cram religion and her shitty beliefs down my throat every goddam day. Well I moved to Florida with them for about 5-6 months and during that time I actually enjoyed myself still missed my Gf though greatly and we we’re skyping everyday but I was eating, working out, started studying for my GED and driving license got to spend time with my bros etc.

They also had 3 dogs and one dog I remember her name is saee, a really cute black lab that would always make me smile in the morning but anyway it was during the driving lessons when I pull up on the driveway and there I see her again like a fucking demon haunting me, I swear!

I get out of the car she smiles and waves like nothing happened and I just walk past and go to my room she barges in my room and starts to complain. I’m your mother blah blah how can you treat me like this?

I’m sick tired of her so I went outside and played some basketball. When I came back she was still there with the step dad and his wife and I’m like oh God just drop dead already, but sadly that didn’t happen and so also she was alone where’s her husband let me guess she divorced the 4th time and took his money. Good guess well a week after I knew it because it already happened once I was kicked out I was 19 and his words go fend for yourself or go live your mother and I rather would’ve killed myself and I honestly but by then again like I said the love my life was the only reason I didn’t and so he drove me to a motel and I paid 600 dollars for a week and after that week I was alone no money no nothing no family.

I missed my gf. I wanted to just die right there but I called my mom and asked to speak with my uncle she refused. She said she doesn’t talk with him and refused not knowing his number. I remembered his daughters Instagram and she answered after not talking with them 2-3 years because oh my mom of course distanced me from everyone because of her stupid religious reasons because they weren’t godly and all that crap.

She answered I spoke to my cousin and in the beginning he wasn’t sure if I can survive but I said I’ll have a better chance living in Israel then here. I have my gf I didn’t care what lifestyle will have just wanted to be with her I had no money nothing well he finally agreed and got me the ticket and when I landed I looked back on my memories and knew I was alone, no parents or family only me, and I stayed at his place for about 1-2 weeks until we found me a place.

But first thing the day after we went to the bank, now, I told my uncle I went with my Mon to make an account 2 years ago and I should have it so we checked and saw that she was using my account to hide her money well karmas a bitch and we took her off the account making all the money mine and I used that money to make a life for me. In the meantime I worked the first two months but I stopped I started getting really depressed for no reason again starving myself having social anxiety etc. But as of 12 days ago I went to a psychiatrist and was told to take anti-depressants and well I feel a little better but the full effect takes a month.

We’ll see where the future lies because all I want is to live a happy and successful life with my gf and to all the people who’s been through a lot of shit as well keep your head high there’s always a rainbow after a storm. This is my story thus far, many more details.

I haven’t said which I’ve gone through in those 3 years but that’s another story thank you for listening to my story stay strong reader 🙂